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who: rose and you(?)
what: memories!
when: throughout the month of march
warnings: death, mentions of captivity, body horror
what: memories!
when: throughout the month of march
warnings: death, mentions of captivity, body horror
For Jun!
[When Jun comes to, he appears to be in a cave. It's acting as a holding cell of some sort. There are several people who appear to be captured, but none of whom are wearing restraints. On the outside of the arena are a group of soldiers carrying spears and strange looking beastmen.]
[Most notably, Rose is among the captured. She appears to be several years younger than the Rose he met on South Sister Island, and is visibly more afraid than he's probably used to seeing. The soldiers and beastmen appear to be preparing for some sort of ritual, but what kind is it?]
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For Byakuya! (cw: body horror)
[The memory starts at the end of a battle. Rose is standing across from an angelic being, who is kneeling over on the ground. Between the two, the victor is clear.]
[Before Byakuya can do anything, the other figure collapses into light, which Rose absorbs into herself. The eerie sunlight is quickly replaced by the cover of night. It's clear this is what the group had expected to happen, but none of the people lining the ring seem to be relieved.]
[Rose takes a few steps forward, before promptly collapsing and spitting up...white? There's a flurry of voices from around.]
Twelve, forfend, she's beginning to turn! Urianger, if you've got aught up your sleeve, now is the time.
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For Lutha! (Choose your own regicide.)
[When Lutha comes to, he will be in a banquet of sorts. Despite the fact that the people here seem to come from all walks of life, this seems to be a rather formal occasion. To call the room anything short of a palace would be underselling it.]
[The attendees seem to notice Lutha’s presence, although they don’t pay him much mind. Not more than a few minutes after his arrival, a scream echoes throughout the chamber. What will you do?]